I was – because I was unable to politely escape – listening to several folk discussing their myriad health problems. One woman, in particular, was talking about her glaucoma in almost loving terms, picturing it getting worse and worse, and how worried her doctors were about it.
Good Gravy! Wouldn’t you think folk would be smarter than that? Focus on the negative, and you’re setting your intention very strongly – insisting to Spirit / The Universe / God / Goddess / All That Is, that you want more of what you’re paying attention to.
Maybe part of it is that the only people who will pay attention to this woman is doctors, and the worse the glaucoma gets, the more interesting she is to them. That is enormously sad.
My experience is that people are really in love with their ailments, all their medicines, all the time they spend traveling to and from doctors’ offices, medical tests, etc, ad nauseum.
Healing is so easy, such a no-brainer. Set your intention, change your mind, work with alternative healers, trust your body and your energy. I am amazed that folk are still willing to be sick. Surely we don’t need any more of those pain and sacrifice lessons. This is the 21st century, not the 20th.
Ah, well. My friend Mary tells me it’s all about free will, that people can make the choices they want. But why, Santa Claus? as they might say in Whoville. Why do they want to make those hard and painful choices instead of the easy ones?